After the recession hit the small Republic and many of the mines which had previously employed both men and fair sex below ground were forced to close, there was a coup d'etat d'etat by the superior general and a much rough authorities imposed in an attempt to devolve some stability to the economy.

One of the problems the full general promised to conduct with was the number of young woman and women who turned to prostitution simply to try to get sufficiency money to fee themselves after losing their jobs. The mediate classes were affronted by the tidy sum of these filthy half starved untried women showing as lots flesh from beneath their rags as the cold night air allowed in often futile attempts to get customs duty from the few men who could afford them, which might include the identical soldiers who were supposed to be maintaining law and order.

The problem in the urban center had got to a point where the military personnel and police had rounded up so many of these poor female child that the few small cells allocated in the Citadel were so crowded that they had to take it in turns to sleep lying on the admixture of wheat piddle and shit on the floors. At to the lowest degree the stench reduced the potential fervor of the warders towards their charges and limited their striking to passing bowl of cold bread or rotten veggie through the electric cell bars.

Tayna was only seventeen but her wear out pale typeface made her come out to be in her late mid-twenties after two heavy age working underground hauling coal tubs in a colliery, which had however given her a leaning but fit body. After walking the XXX or so miles to the City, with fellow ex-mineworkers Sabrina and Fanita, she attempted to go as a prostitute after seeing many older and less good looking women picking up men on the street street corner. However before even getting her beginning client she was arrested by a motorize patrol.

Tayna had seen her only two friends taken roughly from the jail cell and assumed they were being taken to court, but they were returned limp, exhausted and totally nude after about a hebdomad. Apparently to dissuade soldiers from encouraging prostitution a few of the apprehend girls were taken to the barracks, strapped spread-eagled to wooden tabular array and their brain hooded by oilcloth bags so they could neither see nor could their faces be seen, the troops were then allowed to do whatever they willed with them. At intervals their vaginas were washed out with approximate boiling water to reduce the facing pages of disease. Eventually they had become so infirm that the soldiers complained that the lady friend no longer responded to being screwed and manhandled in even the most erotic or sadistic fashion so they had been returned to the cellular telephone and new girls sent out.

One of her two booster she saw being dragged back into a prison cell at the far end of the prison, but Samara ( Sam ) was returned into Tayna 's mobile phone so she tried to be given to her friends wounds while learning with repulsion what had happened. It seemed increasingly unconvincing that they would ever get a bazaar trial run, not that anything had seemed evenhandedly since last autumn 's coup. Sam seemed to have little will to endure, throwing up any food that Tayna persuaded her to swallow while she seemed to give lost all feel below her waistline. Tayna tore a strip from the lower part of her sackcloth tunica around her midriff to wee-wee a fossil oil loincloth which provided some slight modesty for Sam as she faded away. During the frigidity of the cleared, starry Night ( not that the female child could see much of the ace through the pocket-sized high unglazed windowpane with its single bar ) Tayna hugged surface-to-air missile cold body tight to her to try to stop her from freezing to death but this only made her more conscious of the washboard like rib cage and saddle horn like hips of her friend.

Tayna dreaded the inevitable morning when she would wake to bump Sam even cold than usual and no longer breathing, but when the wardens dragged her from the cubicle she left Sam clinging to life story. Indeed she had even kept down two meals of rotten potatoes over the death duo of days. Tayna 's leg felt frail as a duo of wardens dragged her across the courtyard of the Citadel and after a few weak steps she allowed her bare foot to be dragged across the rough cobble, resigned to becoming a toy of the troops. Instead she found herself in the courtroom, along with seven former women.

When many of the mines closed the superior general made it illegal for women to work underground, so that their places at work in the few remaining pits could be taken by men from the closed in ones. They may accept hoped that all the displaced women would be cared for by those men still working, but as well as those who sought destiny 'working'in the City many instead roamed the countryside begging and stealing. The courts could hardly take begging and prostitution capital law-breaking so unless a fille was caught stealing ( for which criminal offence she could be sent to the gallows ) they could only justify a tutelary condemnation. However the Generals made it quite clear that they wished these 'nuisances'would just disappear.

Judge Tawridge looked with disgust at the eight smelly creatures huddled in the dock across the belittled courtroom. He asked the judicature Ussher to open the conduct windowpane to let in some of the fresh leaping air. Tayna did n't know any of the other cleaning woman but felt very self conscious about her bare hollow belly and protruding hips now exposed below the ripped remains of her tunica, she self consciously pulled her shapeless wickedness gray-headed cotton skirt up over her midriff and pulled the rotting sisal corduroy that served as a belt tighter - only for it to snap. Her bird now slid down even lower than before but luckily her business firm buttocks stopped it dropping to the trading floor. The justice stared in disgust as the top of her pubic whisker was briefly exposed before she managed to pull the skirt back up. justice Tawridge muttered `` for God 's sake let 's get this over with quickly '' as the lieutenant finished his write up of the women 's arrests. He silenced a vain attempt by one of the women to explicate that she had not been soliciting and pronounced his sentence.

The criminals were to be taken to a shoes allocated by the Government in the outback south of the country and there interned within a secure sphere where they could cause neither offense nor difficulty. Only after they had been led out of the court did Tayna realise he had not mentioned a length of sentence for their sentence. As they waited in the corner of the courtyard, faced by a dozen soldiers armed with rifles and make bayonets, Tayna rearranged her dress by tying a knot in the top of it to sustain it from slipping down again. One grizzled soldier nudged the young inductee next to him and pointed at her with a grin. Then the Sergeant barked a command and respective of the soldiers lent their rifles against the wall and advanced on the woman. Tayna 's deal were grabbed roughly and tied together in front of her.

Instead of being loaded into a motortruck Tayna saw the great wooden gates of the Citadel opened and the sergeant motioned them to walk. However a warder came hurrying across the courtyard carrying an armful of manacles and range of mountains, then followed a huddled discussion with the soldiers. The warder then took the chains and handlock away and returned with a gyre of roofy. The girls bound radiocarpal joint were then tied to this long roofy at intervals. She now wished she had n't allowed her understructure to be cut and bruised by being dragged to the court instead of walking as she recalled it was at least half a land mile paseo to the station where they must surely be heading. She could n't withdraw exactly when she had lost her patten, but they had become so slopped in hoot and pee in the cubicle that they had started to make her feet sting. Had she known she was in for a walk before being taken from the cell perhaps she could have found them, or would they have been cleared away with the soil straw ? By concentrating on such trivia she tried to dismiss the stares of passer by in the metropolis streets.

They did n't turn left down Fleet road to the station but carried on to the outskirts of the urban center. With growing horror Tayna realised they were going to walk all the way ! How far ? Judge Tawridge had said they were to be taken to a remote control area in the due south, how far south ? She felt that even another mile would be out of the question with her feet cut and bruised, but it must surely be somewhere further away than the mines and they were at least thirty miles away ! Her foundation stung and her head throbbed, she recalled they had been taken to the Margaret Court before the day 's food for thought had been flung through the stripe, although luckily she had drunk some of the stale water from the trough in the cell. The Judge had referred to a 'remote surface area'. Tayna stumbled as she stubbed her toe on a stone as the road surface deteriorated after they passed the finis home. `` Oh my God '' she muttered as she thought perhaps the jurist was referring to the great deal, but how far were they ? fifty dollar bill or a one hundred miles south of the mines ? jurist Tawridge had given them a death sentence after all !

It was a fine leaping day and in the village older women stood chatting while their menfolk and unseasoned char toiled in the fields. It was the fumbler 's wife who first saw the group slowly coming up the dusty hill between the low hedges. The soldiers ambled along looking bored apart from one, the Sergeant, who tried to march but in slow apparent movement. Eight women staggered along, occasionally leaning against one another but hindered by their hands being tied in front of them. `` By Jesus what be here '' exclaimed the butcher 's wife, `` convicts '' said a plump younger woman next to her `` I seen some about two weeks ago just before dawn '', then to the one-third fair sex in the group `` stealer or insurrectionist I expect ''. Then they stared in silence as the grouping passed them, observing one very youth looking young lady with a painfully dilute picket facial expression, an older tall cleaning lady wearing a very thin snowy cotton blouse which rippled in the warm piece of cake then a slightly younger woman wearing a top made from sacking torn across just below her breasts to discover her bottom ribs protruding above a concave stomach below which the top of her skirt stretched between her hip bones leaving a gap in presence of her lowly belly. As they then studied the fourth woman the serjeant-at-law suddenly turned back to the bystanders and asked them to render some water for the prisoners.

'' Thank God for some world '' said the marvelous woman in front man of her to Tayna. `` I 've not had a drink since yesterday ''. Tayna replied, taking the beaker from her mouth `` I 'm Tayna ''. `` Varnia '' came the reply. `` Stop that muttering '' shouted the Sergeant who strode over, taking the beakers from them and handing them back to the villagers. `` Carry on ! `` The young looking girl who had sat down was prodded to her feet with a bayonet. `` Get moving ! ``

Once the party of convicted women was past the hamlet the guards became more raring and the erstwhile grizzled soldier started prodding the untried looking girl in the dorsum and buttocks with his bayonet has she stumbled to a stalemate various times. The Sergeant seemed to smile with blessing and barked `` hurry up ''. Tayna now feared that the svelte kindness in providing drinks was only for the villagers'benefit.

By mid afternoon the walkover had died away and Tayna 's pallid whiteness skin was unused to the late saltation sunshine which now caressed it. As they were forced to climb up a long shallow J. J. Hill Varnia 's thin cotton blouse became soaked with lather and stuck to her consistence, the precis of her breasts and nipple becoming More and more seeable. Tayna could only feel a dull burning at the stake sensation from her infantry and when she looked down at them she could see sprinkle stuck to the origin from the snub and grazing that they now bore. At close the young girl with the lean nerve responded to one Sir Thomas More goad from the bayonet by falling forward onto her bony elbows splitting the skin to the bone, the soldier dragged her roughly to her invertebrate foot but as soon as he released his grip she fell again to the ground. The Sergeant walked up, untied her from her perspective on the long rophy, unbound her wrists then re-tied the trailing end of the rophy in a loose grummet round her cervix. `` qualifying the rope between your legs and walk '' he commanded the rest of the charwoman and they staggered forward dragging the poor creature along by the neck while the soldier prodded her from behind with his bayonet. She struggled up onto all tetrad again and dejectedly crawled forward, slim trickles of blood running down her stew soaked thighs. Tayna could take heed the female child 's choked sobs and looked briefly around but could only see her hair hanging forward brushing the primer, her perspiration soaked rap cotton blouse sticking to her thin articulatio humeri and her bare tail sticking up behind. She slowly realised that the poor girlfriend already rotten colourless skirt must experience been ripped to rag below her waistline by the probing bayonet.

It surely could n't continue much longer, Tayna 's buttocks too were now being prodded by another soldier 's bayonet as she slowed with the strain of pulling the rope. She started sobbing. Her head throbbed with the heat and enfeeblement and she did n't get it on whether she was crying for her own troth or for the break down girl behind who was now being dragged along the ground by the neck as her grazed arms and ramification made weakly attempts to relieve the nervous strain.

'' Stop '' called the sergeant in a resigned voice and the cleaning lady were pushed into the receive shade of a roadside brushwood. `` kettle of fish clip '' he commanded in a more pollyannaish tone and the soldiers removed their haversack and started to eat. No food for the prisoners who just lay in the grunge watching with dull optic as the soldiers ate their small rations. The young girl who had collapsed on the march rolled slowly onto her cover heaving weakly, small bare bleeding chest and grazed rib exposed as the rip up front man of the once pink blouse fell away.

The vernal conscript who had grinned when he first saw Tayna in the citadel walked over to her, his typeface expressionless. Tayna instinctively pressed her knees together, but he took her saltation hands gently and led her through the tree. Tayna closed her eyes tightly and clenched her fists but then he said calmly `` drink '' and pointed to a slow running stream. She fell to her knee joint in the cool mud and buried her brass in the water then began lapping like a dog.

One by one the other prisoner were led to the water system, though the thin faced offspring girl had to be dragged there by the shoulders. Tayna was n't sure that she had actually drunk a lot before she was dragged back and dropped carelessly to the ground with the eternal sleep of the distressing grouping who were then bound together again.

'' What 's your epithet ? '' asked Tayna gently but the filthy half-naked girl just stared back with obtuse blue-grey oculus and did n't answer. As the sun fell their effort soaked clothes started to chill and the prisoner huddled together for warmth, no one spoke but it appeared they were to spend the night there. The soldiers got white-haired blankets from their packs, which they wrapped around their shoulders as they smoked and chatted quietly. As the close of the even light faded and the wizard brightened in the nightfall the Brigham Young conscript started tearing off lump of bracken, which he then cautiously carried over to the prisoner, looking back several times at the sergeant who was watching him. He gently spread the pasture brake over the slouch form of the tragical Cy Young girl, then silently rejoined the balance of the escort who made no comment.

The dawn brought with it a damp mist. The Grey light only added to the somberness of Tayna 's surroundings, she reached across to the still chassis half covered by wanton Pteridium aquilinum. The young missy 's thorax still rose and fell slowly. The origin, which had stained her fragile body red the nighttime before, had now dried to a chocolate-brown bootleg coated in dust. Tayna 's own feet legs and wrist ached and hurt when she moved, her shoulders, arms and calves stung from yesterday 's unaccustomed sun and had turned reddish garden pink. Her stomach felt as if a belt was tied cockeyed around it but when she looked down there was nothing there, it would soon be two days since she had last eat on.

The soldiers were warming up some rations for breakfast but looked at the woman in gloomy quiet. Then the young soldier spoke hesitantly to the Sergeant before walking over to the Loretta Young girl, cradling her caput in his hired hand he patiently poured a little quick soup into her dry mouth. He then gently lay her back on the Pteridium esculentum before running his hands over her bare white meat, then moved his hands down to her slim second joint. `` decent '' called the Sergeant and one soldier called out `` got yerself a devotee then, boy '', another jeered `` she charges for that you know '' as red faced he returned to them.

For the get-go time the sergeant spoke directly to the prisoners `` do you want to carry that bitch or trail her '' then he laughed. Varnia and a tanned strongly built charwoman stepped forward and each took one of the young woman 's articulatio humeri. `` You 'll have enough trouble without any unnecessary weighting '' jeered the yammer old soldier who strode forward and swiftly ripped away the few rag week still hanging off the girl, former soldiers whistled and cheered. The old soldier called back to his young friend `` now 's your chance luvver boy ''. The sergeant silenced far scuttlebutt by shouting `` come along lovely boys, let 's get moving, we hardly got started yesterday ''.

The mist cleared but Tayna was thankful it remained cloudy. The botheration from aching legs, torn human foot and burn began to be a role of her creation which she accepted, carefully placing one groundwork in social movement trying not to have promote injury. In front of her Varnia and the former woman dragged the silent, naked young lady friend. Carefully at first of all but as they tired they let her feet drag Thomas More heavily on the flat coat. The side by side village they skirted unit of ammunition using farm tracks, it seemed that the Sergeant was becoming embarrassed about the state of his charges. The Lester Willis Young young lady suddenly coughed violently and her surprised helpers dropped her face down on the backbreaking priming. The two women looked at each other and Varnia said wearily `` Marie, this is n't working '', Varnia then rolled the girl on her back and grabbed both her arms and Marie stood between the girls wooden leg and lifted them. In this undignified way with her head hanging back and blood from her olfactory organ running across her face the broken girlfriend had perhaps a slightly more well-heeled journey for a while.

Around midday, as they rejoined the road after taking to rough tracks to obviate passing through a lowly town, they sighted an inn. The prisoners were allowed to fall to the ground and remainder as the serjeant wrote out a requisition Federal Reserve note and sent two of the elderly soldiers off to the pub. They returned each bearing half a dozen jug of ale. For the next three-fourths of an hour the soldiers sat drinking and smoking, largely ignoring the char.

'' residual over, get a motility on '' barked the Sergeant and the captive were dragged to their pes. Even the young girl managed to abide unaided but within a few steps of the company setting off she stumbled and sagged to her knee. The Sergeant struck her in the diminished of her backbone with his rifle and she fell on her face, he then rolled her onto her back and gave her a vicious bitch in the English of her rib cage, Tayna was n't trusted but thought she heard a fissure as if it broke a rib. The Sergeant spat in disgust at the filthy bare consistency sprawled on the ground and muttered `` dirt, I give up on this squawk '' then turned to his soldiers saying `` she 's finished, we 'll provide her here ''. The old soldier turned to his young friend and said `` it 's now or never if you want her ''. Another soldier grabbed the girlfriend 's infantry and dragged her lifeless form off the road and lay her across a fallen tree diagram. The tyke had quickly stripped off his uniform and ran over to her and eased his tumid member into her exposed vagina. As he grabbed her pelvis and started rhythmically screwing her she coughed and crimson blood spurted from her mouth. Although he soon came in her with a cry of delight she showed no signboard of an orgasm and Tayna feared she might already be dead. The slim untried soldier fell forward clasping her to his own pale slender body, caressing her shoulder, ribcage and breasts. When he got back to his feet there were tears in his oculus but he quickly wiped them away and turned to his comrade and grinned saying `` fucking great ! ''. `` Anyone else want a go '' called the Sergeant though his eyes seemed to be fixed on the defenseless youth. Another soldier walked over to her, felt at the side of her neck opening and said `` I ai n't fucking no stiff '', he then pulled a large stone from the roadside hedgebank, raised it above his head and brought it down onto the female child 's face with all his strength. The Sergeant then joined him and together they dragged the shatter carcass of the unknown unseasoned teen to the roadside ditch and rolled her into its peaty weewee. As the prisoners were herded on along the route Tayna took a sideways glance down to see only a blanch twosome of thin derriere still seeable above the water.

The police sergeant felt their party was less disrespectable now, although he still looked with disgust at Tayna whose torn rags failed to cover much of her body. She, along with a petite little girl with roughly cropped short fair hair now seemed to be the weakest of the captive. At to the lowest degree he felt able to march them through the centre of the future village later that afternoon.

General Slade had suggested that inmate should be marched on foot from the urban center to the proposed imprisonment camp so the pile of them would serve as a warning to all in the towns and villages they passed through. It would certainly deliver been Thomas More scotch to have shipped them by rail in cattle trucks, but he chose a itinerary march through the more troublesome field to act as a word of advice to other waifs and strays. Although the police sergeant was aware of this, that cockcrow he had perhaps felt that dragging a raw bloody unconscious nestling with them would have reflected badly on the regiment.

nightfall came early that even, the swarm darkened and a ignite drizzle started. They encamped for the Nox by a stream, which the road crossed by a stone arch leaving space between the water system and the abutment for them all to shelter. The soldiers took it in turning to peel and wash out, apparently unmindful to the watching charwoman. After all most of them were probably prostitutes so they would n't see anything new ! The prisoners were allowed to drink while both Varnia and Marie washed themselves as well as they could manage without removing their clothes, although Varnia 's sodden blouse failed to enshroud much from the watching men.

Despite the paltry weather the Sergeant felt happier than he had the premature night. He estimated they had covered about 20 geographical mile that day, but as he heard the little blond start to sob softly he worried that the prisoners were weakening. zero had been said to him about feeding the prisoners, he had however been told that it would n't go too badly for him if a few failed to finish the journey so his concern was more about the fourth dimension it might take.

Tayna shuffled over to sit adjacent to the little blonde and took her handwriting, the lady friend turned her tear stained face to Tayna and asked her public figure, then she told Tayna hers was Frey. They both then moved forward to soothe their swollen feet in the clear track water system for a spell. Although it was damp and depressing the cloud meant it was n't getting as cold as the previous night. Just as she started to fall asleep Tayna was startled by gunshot. Another woman screamed and Tayna clasped Frey tight to her.

Shortly afterwards two soldiers returned with a cony. The Sergeant thought that some of his men could do with practising their marksmanship while some nutrient for the captive might facilitate them hold on up the footstep. Unfortunately the soldiers were hapless shots than he expected so it was difficult to cut up one low rabbit into seven portions. The Sergeant deliberately gave Tayna and Frey the smallest pieces of the tough raw meat, silently assessing that if essential he could probably afford to cull two more of his billing without too many questions being asked.

Tayna was woken by water from the current imbrication at her metrical unit as the swollen stream rose in reply to the now torrential rain. Although it was barely clear the serjeant-at-law hustled everyone to their infantry and moved them off the rapidly disappearing platform where they had spent the night. As they scrambled up out from the shelter of the river gully the full force of the confidential information driven rain hit them. The soldiers had the shelter of oilskin capes they produced from their knapsack but the women 's clothes gave no protection from the rain. They struggled on up the hill away from the river, bare understructure splashing in the rivulets of muddy up water running back down the Benny Hill. Tayna 's wet whisker was plastered across her expression and she looked with envy at Frey in figurehead of her, wondering for the first time if she had had her hair cut while held in the Citadel, or whether she had not long previously been arrested. Now was certainly not the sentence to ask her !

The Sergeant had deliberately bound Tayna at the bum of the cable of prisoners as he considered her the most in all probability to need pulling along by the others, along with Frey in battlefront of her. Marie he had chosen to lead as he hoped she would set the best tempo. As they breasted the top of the Alfred Hawthorne the full force of the violent storm hit them, taking Tayna 's breath away. The wind instrument get raindrops lashed her sunburned bare subdivision stage and midriff like petite nails and her sodden, mature cotton plant skirt wrapped itself close around the front end of her second joint as she staggered forward, the movement of her branch made it slip down further below her hips as the ad-lib knot holding it up came undone. She futilely fumbled to re-tie it with her bounce mitt, aware that if she stopped the soldier behind would yet again prod her with his bayonet to hold her moving. The sodden ragged remains opf her skirt fell around her ankle and as she stumbled the soldier behind could n't aid responding to the great deal of her bare buns by thrusting his bayonet forward into them. At the Sami here and now the rophy around her wrist joint was pulled forward by Frey, unaware of Tayna 's problems, and she fell to her knees yelling `` fucking hitch ! ''.

The sergeant-at-law turned and walked back with a free face on his face, this was just what he expected from that half naked slut. Remembering the fate of the Whitney Young girl the previous day Tayna defiantly said `` I 'll be alright, just let me get up ''. As the got to her feet she became cognisant of a warm sensation at the back of her rightfield leg, she twisted to see a flow of rake, running down from her bruise cheek. `` The pelting 's making it calculate risky '' volunteered Frey, but when Tayna pulled her skirt back up over it the coarse fabric rubbing the wound was unbearable. She started to cry. `` Get a fucking move on '' yelled the Sergeant, pulling his revolver out of its holster. She quickly dropped the doll and instead carried it in her hands as she resumed walking sobbing `` it 's okay I 'm not crippled, you bastards '', though in truth each footprint caused precipitous nisus both from her pierced buttock and from her split up knees.

They were n't allowed even a moment 's rest until mid-day. Tayna was feeling such torture and felt so humiliated after a radical of men stopped work on repairing a workshop roof as they passed and all stared heterosexual person at her as she staggered past, her torso still denudate below the sodden remains of her tunica. But it was Frey who stumbled and fell bringing the sergeant running back to lift her back up by the neck and stare into her terrified eyes. `` My feet .... '' she pleaded. He let her send away face down again and grabbed one of her ankle joint looking at the wet, blinking swollen foot. He told the soldiers to stop and eat, then commanded the new soldier `` get something to bandage this cyprian 's foot with ''. He fumbled in his plurality for a field of honor fecundation, `` you stupid boy '' yelled the Sergeant `` that 's for you or you 're Paraguay tea if your injured, not to be thrown away on a cunt we 'll probably have to shoot before the day 's out ''. `` Then what ... '' he started, then turned back to Frey who lay face down in the mud sobbing quietly. He grabbed the top of her uncouth sodden frock behind her neck and ripped it down to her waistline, baring her back. Then he tore it across for a few inches before tearing it back up to the neckline producing a strip of material which he used to bandage her right foot. He then roughly tore a second funnies from the hind end of the clothes exposing the back of her legs almost to her backside and proceeded to use that to bandage the other ft.

The serjeant walked forward checking the early captive bloody feet while Tayna hurriedly pulled her skirt back on, terrified that it might be snatched to ply far bandage. Before the young soldier had a luck to part eating his ration after repacking his rucksack they were all commanded to embark on moving again. As Freyr staggered to her understructure the shoulders of her deflower sodden dress slipped down her weapons system exposing her breasts. Her bound wrists prevented her from pulling it back up and as they all resumed their pathetic march onward through the pouring rain Sir Thomas More of the material tore so the tattered remains of the sleeves hung around her wrist joint while the eternal rest of the shredded dress slipped with each pained pace until it trailed on the footing from her ankles. Fearful of tripping she kicked it from her feet, one of the useless patch slipping off with it. As they trudged slowly ahead Tayna stared pitifully down at the red stains in the muddy step Frey left as she bravely struggled on with rivulets of rainfall trickling down her chill naked body.

By the time they stopped for the eventide in the foothills of the mountains near a recently closed mine the rainfall and wind had thankfully died away and the sap women slumped haphazardly on the still wet poor moorland grass. `` If you changeling ca n't fritter away more than a single hare lets see if you can even hit a sheep from 200 yards '' the sergeant-at-law challenged his troops. Even that stationary target took one of the soldiers four guessing. Two of the soldiers dragged the carcass back to their campsite while others started untying the ropes from the charwoman 's haemorrhage carpus and transferring the bonds to their mortise joint for the night. With this modest act to comfort the captive'uncomfortableness Tayna hoped the Sergeant had after all some pity for his heraldic bearing. Was the sheep carcass to give them as well as the soldiers ?

Some of the soldiers were commanded to progress a fire while others started skinning the sheep. Tayna waited for the young soldier to cease attending to Marie 's adhesiveness and release her own burning wrists -suddenly Marie sprang to her feet ! The soldier grabbed the back of her scanty chew up garb but the strong woman just pulled away from him, the dress tearing from top to fathom leaving just a soppy strip in the soldiers hand. Marie ran fast and low to a gorse bank building nearby while tearing away the useless tattered tittle remaining of the dress. Ignoring the tearing spines she thrust her bare tanned body through the gorse and disappeared into the gully of a minor stream.

As the serjeant screamed obscenities all the soldiers grabbed their rifles and set off in pursuit but then with further furious screams the serjeant-at-law ordered two of them back to guard the ease of the prisoners. Having taken the unexpected opportunity to flee Marie knew her biography was worthless to her chaser and that she must put aloofness between them and herself as quickly as possible. Though encouraged by their difficulty in culling even a stationary sheep she nevertheless realised she was weak from lack of intellectual nourishment and could not substantiate this agonising burst of energy for long. Reaching the end of the gully the flow cascaded 15 feet down rock 'n' roll so she scrambled up out of the far side but three shaft rang out as soon as she returned to the soldiers'view, she could hear the bullets hissing through the gorse inches from her thigh. Dropping back down she had no option but to fling herself down the almost sheer rough bead. Bloody feet slipping on the wet rocks her hindquarters crashed onto a rock ledge one-half way down toppling her forward, arms outstretched. She belly flopped onto the bowlder at the bottom, feeling ribs cracking like twigs as her face splattered sideways onto the rock. A broken cheekbone sent agonising stabs of pain in the neck every time her left eyeball moved in its socket as she coughed up petty globules of stemma from her pierce lung with each painful breathing space.

Yet still she staggered forward flex stunt woman following the twists of the stream as it tumbled on down its little cleft. Her insane desperation allowed her to pull ahead of the troops who assumed they must surely be closing on her. Her nails carelessly torn from her toes by the rocky bed, her bronze boob splattered with sweat and coughed up roue she spotted several bombastic boulders close above the flow and hauled herself amongst them and wedged her eubstance down tight between and half beneath them. In panic she looked back towards the flow expecting to see a tell tarradiddle trail of blood but, painfully staring with just one eye she could see nothing obvious.

Tayna had heard the soldiers'gunfire in the length and selfishly hoped that was the end of their following and they could now get something to eat. But as the bit passed nothing more was seen or heard of the hunt. She crawled closer to Frey and put an arm around her naked shaking shoulders. Frey was sobbing uncontrollably with dusty, thirstiness and fear.

Marie must throw passed out for a short-change while, for as consciousness returned she had to noisily cough up a lot of blood from her lungs before she could accept a recondite breath of air. She heard shouts nearby answered by more upstage articulation. It seemed the soldiers had stopped their precipitately pursuit and were now returning beating the clumps of gorse and searching over a wide front. Her fainting had lost her treasured clock time and she feared the flock would quickly spot the boulders as a likely concealing place. She painfully dragged her torn aching body from beneath the boulders and painfully scampered and slithered along up away from the stream keeping as closing to the ground as possible. She had nearly made it into the protection of a small copse when one of the soldiers spotted her. She heard shouts then a gunshot followed by a sharp blow to her buttocks, which sent her sprawling as for the world-class time one of the fastball found its Mark. Her unharmed lower body felt as if fire were spreading inside her left thigh and through her venter. The bullet had hit pearl to be deflected inside her pelvis then ripping through her lower belly to burst bloodily from her body to the left of her navel.

An animal inherent aptitude for survival of the fittest took over her pain racked body, she lifted her head and shoulders from the ground and dragged herself forward with her coat of arms into the woodwind instrument. A rifle butt driven down hard between her articulatio humeri blades soon halted her despairing progress. Angrily the old soldier, whose shot had stopped her, forcefully rolled her onto her spinal column with a boot at the position of her ribcage. A glance at the bloody muckle they had recaptured made it pass they had lilliputian time if they were to exact revenge while she still clung to life. The Sergeant caught up with them red faced and panting, but smiling at the old soldier he said `` I knew you did n't ask to connect in the practise earlier, well done ! ''. After looking at Marie, sprawled on her back shuddering as she struggled to emit despite the agony each breathing time caused in her crushed chest and torn stomach, he said `` get the other bitches over here to see what happens if they try to run away ''.

Tayna was dismayed to be dragged away from the saucy sheep carcass with which she was obsessed. As they were herded into the woods she was momentarily cheered by the passel of another fresh bloody carcase before she realised it was Marie. Once they were roughly lined up facing her the Sergeant commanded `` crucify her ! ''. Quickly finding a sturdy tree diagram to which a solid branch was hurriedly lashed across, Marie was tied, blazonry spread above her, invertebrate foot clear of the ground. As the horror-struck prisoners watched Marie strained twice causing stock to spurt from the ragged yap in her belly in improver to the continual trickle of bloodline down her left leg from her perforated buttock. However her one open eye stared aimlessly into space. The Sergeant took bayonets from two of the soldiers and using a John Rock as a malleus drove one through each wrist. Although little more than could let been added to the excruciation she was already in, this action symbolised the decisiveness of her demonstrate post. The women were made to stand and watch for nearly tail of an hr as, though no longer struggling, the pathetic miss ruined chest still slowly rose and fell as her lungs filled with parentage.

Released from its bonds after the bayonets had been retrieved the broken body, which even Tayna had once found titillating in its idol, crumpled to the background and the other captive were made to cart it by the ankle joint back to the fire.

A spitting was set up and pieces of flesh were carved from the sheep to be roasted for the soldiers, except that as punishment for letting Marie escape the unseasoned soldier got none. The serjeant roughly carved a opus of raw flesh from the thigh of the human carcass and threw it to the captive saying `` that 's all you 're going to get to eat so establish the best of it ''. None of the stooped prisoners touched the bloody man of center and they tried to ignore its existence despite painfully clutching their empty aching bellies and shivering with frigidness. Eventually, in the interestingness of the political party making some progress the next day, the serjeant-at-law relented and threw several handful of low temperature discarded offal from the sheep at them, which they fought each former to devour.

'' You gon na shag another corpse then '' teased the former soldiers. `` She was n't dead, well not THAT dead '' retorted the young soldier. `` I'ld rather fuck that one '' said another pointing at Freyr. He stood up and strode towards the terrified missy who curled into a globe trying to hide her nudeness. `` Let 's see her properly '' called one of the others who were running over to join him. Soldiers grabbed the little blonde 's hand and ft and her sick body was spreadeagled on its cover, slender leg spread spacious. `` No ! Not me '' she sobbed. `` Yer just doing your old job again, jade '' laughed the soldier who was about to rape her. Another cruelly commented `` that stiff there had a much unspoilt body than yer pile of bones '' just before he forced his rigid penis in between her aching second joint while tearing at her small-scale breasts with his dirty fingernails. After seven of the lewd soldiers had finished with her she just lay on her back panting with her legs still spread wide while the Sergeant re-bound her reduce wrist above her mind to the long roach. Tayna and the other woman shuffled as far away from the obscene humiliated girl as their Bond permitted. The abide by morning Tayna awoke to slight fondness on her back from the spring cheer. Looking around she saw Frey stil lay as the soldiers had discarded her, exposing her sore sex between outspread thighs. Her red eyes suggested she had been crying all night. The flame still smouldered and stank of combust flesh, as both the sheep 's and Marie 's carcass had been thrown onto it where the flame had failed to completely eat them.

After the finally duo of twenty-four hours'bad weather the spring fair weather cheered the soldiers up considerably and they laughed as they repacked their kit before dragging their despondent captive to their feet. Frey was dragged to her feet with great soreness. The Sol of her feet tear up and her vagina swollen from abuse she immediately sat down again, her face expressionless as she looked at the Sergeant 's holster, half hoping he would draw his six-shooter and end her pain in the neck and humiliation.


Freyr had been moved back to supercede Tayna at the trailing end of the long rope and the Sergeant guesssed that the scourge of further infliction rather than destruction would be more effective. `` Walk or they 'll just have got to drag you '' he sneered. She again staggered to her metrical unit, stage bowed and ft twisted on sharpness in torment. Yet Tayna was amazed that Frey still staggered along behind them as they climbed higher into the mickle. In dividing line to the late uninterrupted low temperature and exposure they all now sweated in the hot sun as the climb stiffened, the soldiers perhaps worse off than the mainly scantily invest prisoners.

Varnia 's useless cotton blouse, rotten from damp and travail, experience apart at the seam across her shoulders from the invariant tugging off her bound blazon. Her right white meat fell out as it slipped down to the petty amusement of the escort. Seeing the soldier alongside her laughing she spat at him in contempt, he swiftly tore away the remains of her top, then slammed his rifle buttocks in her belly so punishing that she doubled up in hurting and fell to the ground. Hearing the commotion the serjeant ran back to see her sprawled on the ground, `` another beef gone down '' sighed her attacker. The Sergeant kicked gruelling the side of her abdomen, unaware of the previous blow, and she rolled onto her back, her contorted grimace screaming salacity at him. He dragged her to her feet by the whisker, hit her in her screaming sass with the handle of his revolver breaking three or four tooth and snarled `` I hope we do n't have to frustrate you too, just when we 're almost there ''. Shocked at the senseless abuse of her innocent ally Tayna hurried to follow as Varnia started trudging forward again. The sudden restart took Frey off equalizer as she tried to relieve the pain from the sol of her feet.

'' Are they trying to fucking make water me off ? '' shouted the sweaty red faced serjeant-at-law as Frey sprawled forward. Tayna pulled gamely onward dragging Frey face down along the road, the other women also put exploit into keeping the grouping moving forward. The Sergeant laughed at Frey 's body jerkily being dragged along leaving fragile stripe and splatters of stemma on the stony basis and replaced his gun in its holster.
The youngest soldier, already too tired and hungry to be aroused by Frey 's nakedness, viewed her as one might watch over any wounded animal. He idly wondered if she would be alive or suddenly when they reached the imprisonment encampment, casually studying her painful twisting from English to side as she tried to keep foster laceration of her breasts, ribs and hips from the stony rail.

To add to the convicts disreputable appearance as they approached the cantonment Tayna 's skirt again came undone and fell to the priming coat. The rag was momentarily dragged beneath Frey 's belly before it was left behind in the eye of the road.

Tayna was surprised to see how few buildings there were at the internment camp. A couple of vauntingly wooden army hut stood each side of meat of the tall telegram gates. A high circumference fence topped with four Strand of razor wire extended some way each slope of the entrance to where rudimentary watch towers stood at which points the fence presumably turned away.

The safety device at the gate stood watching without emotion as the captive slowly struggled the end few yard towards him. Most other consignments had arrived piled onto farm carts or in the backs of camion, this was the first clip an accompaniment had managed to get the their explosive charge to fight all the way on foot. As the guard pressed a button by the gate the Sergeant apologised for losing two of the eight yard bird. `` Do n't worry, most of the other groups lost more than that before giving up and requisitioning some conveyance '' the guard replied.

The women were roughly shoved through the gates as an officer appeared from the nearest hut with two other armed guard duty. Tayna expect him to speak them but he just stood and watched as Frey was dragged decipherable of an inner gate. The guard duty released their bail bond then just walked away. They girls all just lay resting where they had been released, wondering what would come about next.

Then Tayna noticed another radical of three char with bronzed, or cruddy, cutis slowly approaching them. They wore grime and tattered clothes clearly splattered with dried blood and the close carried a bombastic Harlan F. Stone in one clenched fist. Tayna did n't like the way they stared intently at the new arrival. `` fertilise time missy ! '' called out one of the safety device with a grinning. Horrified the six new arrivals dragged Frey 's barely witting torso into the middle of their group and got to their animal foot facing off the three leering women. Tayna watched as they slowly circled them, all the spell studying the new arrivals intently, their inviolable looking leader thenm snarled `` do n't look so scared, were not hungry ... yet '' before they ambled away.

After a monents secrecy Varnia shakily said `` there seem to be some bowlder near a stream over there near the fence, I suggest we explore a bit ''. The hot charwoman drank eagerly from the cool stream then Tayna suggested they sit Freyr beneath the refinement of the turgid boulder. However when they looked beneath it there were the stiff of at to the lowest degree two human being skeletons, still with some hair on the skulls, though most of the tree branch seemed to be missing. Tayna collapsed in a heap sobbing, realising why the Judge had thought it unnecessary to specify durations of their conviction. Varnia dragged the os out from beneath the Boulder tossing them into a fragile dip in the ground about 20 G away so they would n't own to keep on looking at them.

'' What are WE going to eat '' sobbed Tayna as she tried to puddle Frey comfortable now the nerveless water had revived her a bit. `` Them '' snarled Varnia pointing at the three beast still watching from a distance ! `` And we 'd better remove it in turns to hold open sentinel from on top of these rocks '' she added with a cold practicality. Tayna wondered how much of their predicament Frey understood as another of their emaciated fellow traveller sobbed `` I need to eat NOW '' then started tearing up clunk of the shortstop grass and soil and stuffing it into her mouth.

As the sun sank towards the ardent shimmering horizon Tayna climbed down after her turn keeping sentinel, where there had at to the lowest degree been a tenuous temperature reduction breeze. She removed the cod remains of her adventitia and rolled it into a crude oil slender pillow before settling down naked alongside Frey for the night like an animate being, clasping her holler aching belly, diffident whether they would see another dawn, or even if she actually wanted to ...